Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ah!
I'm a ferret, and I mean business. Trouser-leg business.
And this.
But, sire, this castle is centuries old.
Please, may I have some more?
- What's the news? - Dargis is sure to make a move on the cat.
OK. Well, fortunately Scotland Yard isn't very busy this week,
- You really like it? - I do. It's great. Thank you.
The Venetian crystal chandeliers were commissioned by the third Earl of Carlyle
(Dafgis) Smithee!
Unless you'd prefer another dish.
You hear me, Warden? I have the right to remain silent!
- Thank you, Aunt Eleanor. Oh, thank you. - Please let me finish, Mr Dargis.
From now on, I'm not letting you out of my sight, OK?
Happy Retirement TOM
Farewell, wind to your sails and bon voyage, Smithee.
With lots of servants all doing my will
I want you to know you're the most important thing in my life.
- Good Lord. Do these people never sleep? - (Garfield) Why now?!
I eat from a plate made of gold
Well played, you.
Jon won't mind if I repack him. We're gonna need some room in this bag.
Nobody makes an idiot out of me.
I shall abdicate my throne and return to my TV chair.
Peaer? Peaer?
Smithee!
Indeed. Seeing me in this state must be shocking. I've lost my bearings.
Let's remind ourselves what we're looking for. It's a hamburger.
Prince XII has returned.
You don't move so good, bozo.
There are two of you little monsters.
LADY AND THE TRAMP AH
Smithee. He'll vouch for me.
This is completely against my health code.
LADY AND THE TRAMP OH
And you're supposed to eat it? What is this? Fear Factor?
Sniffy, sniffy, Rommel. Sniffy, sniffy.
between the guy who owns the house I live in
No, it's something like this, here.
Just cos we don't have opposable thumbs doesn't mean we don't play bar games.
If I may,
Don't yell at us. We're not the ones who drank all the cooking sherry.
They know it's all about me
"...like a son to me, I leave all my possessions
Quiet.
By the way, the solicitors are here to read Lady Eleanor's will.
- And what is that? - Your playhouse.
Uh, welcome home. Excellent. Prices.
Mr and Mrs Jon Arbuckle.
Pflnce!
What am I gonna do with you guys?
I know that whatever it is that you have,
And don't forget lasagne.
What are you doing? Get away from there!
Peaer!
I'm gonna learn a couple of languages and start a new work-out regimen.
Buffoon?
Maybe you can help me. Have you seen a cat that looks like this?
- Prince, me. - Urr.
Yes, sire, but I feel your life is in danger.
- I, Prince, the new lord of the castle? - Hurrah!
I look out and I see a sea of dumb barnyard animals.
He intends to level our homes and kill us all.
Nothing. Nothing. That'll be fine.
Garfield is being Garfield!
You creep!
Bad boy. Bad boy.
Hwaffs
Could you go to London, pick up my new suits at Willoughby's?
Great. Then feed this to the humans
Look, I like you, but not as a spouse.
Smithee. Did I see Prince in here?
- Get your cameras ready, ladies. - Come back here, you flea-bitten monster!
Hm.
That would explain the rose petals.
Good Lord! There's a wild animal in my trousers!
Huh!
- Go, Garfield. - That's right. Come on.
50 pounds?!
Aren't we 40 years too late for Carnaby Street?
She can't have left it all to her cat.
He was tired last night Will be READY for Game 6
Whoa! Landon Viviann Ava Aj Muneeb Carter Ian!
Garfield? What the devil is a garfield?
He's not leaving me. It's more of a temporary insanity thing.
- Fits you like a glove. - (farts)
ninety nine v, oy oy oy
- Garfield? - That's the hello I get?
Mr Pifiata Head.
We'll throw a party. Cheerio.